Oh, really?
It might be me then but I thought using the glass, at least to begin with, was not dissimilar to standing there naked while someone dumped a big bucket of hot, sharp-edged data over me. Where to look first, and which little button to push? Ooh, so many decisions, compared to the old round dials!
Of course part of the problem might be that I was so used to round dials and flying by the seat of my pants, so that jumping into the Dornier's near-state-of-the-art cockpit was a profound shock. With the power off there was just this blank, staring expanse of black glass, not ímproved much by power-up when then you got what the Germans call a "Mäusekino" (literally: a movie theatre for mice, kind of a busy display whose exact significance can be lost upon one).
This is "within living memory" that we used to tool around quite happily using pilotage, dead reckoning and a.m. broadcast stations to find all sorts of obscure places in Nigeria and beyond since GPS was just something we were reading about in articles titled "The World of Tomorrow", in there with rocket-powered roller skates and such.
I had a ferry flight once, taking a Cessna 404 from Libreville to Nairobi in the mid-80s when my enquiries about visual charts were met with a Manuel-like "Quoi?" Not a sausage! Well, sausage they had, at a very nice clubhouse, when what I was after were pilots' supplies, WAC charts to be specific, of which there were none and of course there was none of this "direct-to" GPS stuff we take for granted today!
I went downtown and bought a chld's school atlas so that I could identify, follow and avoid, even, major terrain features. That worked a treat across Zaire, as was!
Nowadays, given that pretty much everyone is younger than me (and how did that happen?) and has grown up with computers, Play Stations, PDAs and God knows what-all else then the glass cockpit shall be a doddle, eh?
Okay, it might not take the average sharp young guy of today the 300 hours it allegedly took my generation but I just do not see jumping right in with something like 5 hours experience and feeling as comfortable as with the old "basic T". Of course part of that might be the way we wrinklies are set in our ways where the yoof of today seem to take change in their stride.
Once that comfort level is reached, however long that takes, then the capabilities of the glass cockpit would never have you wanting to go back to the Stone Age, no.
Too, nowadays we all have much more exposure to GPS, such as the Garmin 430, plus the basic display coding is standardised among Green (VOR), Magenta (GPS) and Red (We are all going to DIE!) for all these different units. Well, something like that anyway.